Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

I've killed for you. Who else can say that? parody Joined January 2016

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Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

4 years ago

— the tears she's summoned. "Oh. I'm... I'm fine." She murmurs, delicately waving off his attempts to help in a way that says, "try harder".

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— anymore. She's a member of the fairer sex; something weak, yearning, and pliable. Something that says, "Come take care of me. Fulfill me in all the ways my husband never can." She brings her hand up to her eyes and runs her thumbs across the dark circles there to stave off —

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Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

4 years ago

Lights... camera... action. There's an almost [sick] sense of pride in Amy when her faux distress stops a man right in his tracks before she's even added the lower lip wobble or batting lashes of a delicate creature in need of serious protecting. She's not cool girl —

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Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

4 years ago

— a highly underrated skill. One that makes her look [charming] as she waits to see who Prue is and if she'll be fun to play with.

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Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

4 years ago

— her dear Nick for murder. But sometimes it means grabbing the wrong coffee off the café counter and pretending to look sheepish as she reads the name. "Oh. Uh, Prue? It looks like I grabbed yours by mistake." She feels her cheeks turning pink. Blushing on command is —

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Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

4 years ago

( Starter ) / * @EldestProtector If there's anything that Amy detests more than her husband's slovenly ways (dear Nick tries so hard to be alluring for the co-eds that he's [exhausted] come her turn to be romanced) it's boredom. That dreaded, grey feeling of emptiness —

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Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

4 years ago

— begins the games again. "Excuse me? I'm so sorry to bother you, but I just wanted to say that I love your outfit!" Faux fawning. Check. Step one completed.

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Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

4 years ago

— caught up in their own games of make believe to get in Amy's way. Some of them can be useful though. Friendships to Amy are always about benefits. And this girl? She has to be beneficial. So, Amy smiles that endearing smile that says, "we'll get along great" and —

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Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

4 years ago

( Starter ) / * @DiabolicFury This isn't a cool girl. This is a [posh] girl. Trust fund having, designer clothing wearing, snapping her fingers at waiters POSH. The kind of girl who sets trends by accident because every other girl wants to be her so badly that they'll —

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Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

4 years ago

— staring down her own reflection. Is she dreaming? Or is this woman her long-lost twin?

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Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

4 years ago

— her with all the cheer she can muster. "Hello, there. This might be a long shot, but do you have -" Amy trails off, her faux delight losing steam as she actually looks at the presumed baker for the first time and realizes, suddenly, that she might as well be —

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Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

4 years ago

( Starter ) / * @InfamousDesire Cupcakes. Amy remembers them fondly. Sugary sweet, waist expanding, teeth-rotting treats. Her mother hadn't been much of a baker, but every year she'd what little skill and know-how she had into baking a dozen or so of them for —

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Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

4 years ago

— is she and what the [fuck] was that noise over there?

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Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

4 years ago

— civilization [now]. She'd been too caught up in her fury about him to realize how deeply into the woods she'd wandered. And now, turned around and swatting at swarming gnats? Well, she's starting to think she bit off just a little more than she could chew. Where the hell —

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Amy Dunne @DiaryDefined

4 years ago

( Starter ) / * @LiberatedPurity Amy hadn't meant to get lost. Not for real, anyway. Wandering away from the beaten path was a conscious decision, meant to add a little... [authenticity] to her latest diary entry. She'd spent the night before practically dotting —